it’s kinda fucked up.

abe:
i had to shoot one of my buddies because he went nuts and took hostages. it was real life friend who also became a cop, though it didn’t look like him. but in the dream i knew it was him. he took a bunch of kids hostage in a bus and threatened them with grenades. but kids were running off. i remember this one little girl was running off, but this fat kid was holding onto her yelling for her not to leave him. which is weird, because not too long ago i went on a call of a robbery of a little asian kid being jumped and during his getting beaten up, he was yelling and reaching out for one of his friends who was standing there — a girl.

so anyway, i run up and i’m trying to pull the girl away. then my friend runs up to that end of the bus, and he has the grenade in his hand. he pulls the pin. so i drew my off-duty gun and shot him three times in the head/face area. then i drug him out of the bus with the grenade still in his hand, and i run as far away as possible. but then somehow, he wasn’t dead. he tried to grab at my gun so i shot him three more times and kicked him off me. the grenade never went off.

then the 2nd part was how he got to that point. it was like a flashback. i guess he was having a lot of professional trouble in his department and was getting into it with his superiors a lot. so for whatever reason, they hold a public hearing in san jose, in a big arena type place.. where he was grilled by some council. and he couldn’t really provide answers and seemed really dejected. so the crowd is in the background, yelling for his resignation, and the council voted to do so. and i saw his mom running wildly in shock. he was just hanging his head the whole time, and his attorney runs over and holds up a sign saying, “you guys just let him down,” or somethign to that effect.

inspiration: stressful situation at work. let’s just say, i came the closest i’ve ever been to shooting someone.

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